New Song

You made the dry bones dance, You make the rocks cry out

You make the mountains bow down

You place upon my lips the words of a heavenly song

Set to the beat of a different drum

And I hear You whisper softly in my ear

Until the melody is all that I can hear



You put a new song in my mouth

A hymn of praise to You, my God

I will worship you and tell of the things You do



You put a new song in my mouth



You put a new song

You put a new song in my mouth

A hymn of praise to You, my God

I will worship you and tell of the things You do

You put a new song in my mouth



You made the dry bones dance, You make the rocks cry out

You make the mountains bow down

You make the mountains bow down